Prompt: breathtaking portrait of a terrifying horrifying demonic rabbit demon, intricate realistic details, dark shades, dark atmosphere, high contrast
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"Xanadu's Red-Eyed Beast: A Tale of Time and Terror"
In the dimly lit recesses of the ancient library, Dr. Amelia Hartwood stumbled upon an enigmatic artifact - a tarnished, crimson amulet etched with the cryptic symbol of a leaping hare. Unbeknownst to her, this relic held the power to transport its bearer through the annals of time. As she clutched the talisman, a vortex opened before her, revealing a breathtaking image of a terrifying demonic rabbit demon, its scarlet eyes burning like embers against the backdrop of a desolate, moonlit landscape.
With a gasp, Amelia found herself hurtling through the void, the haunting cackle of the beast echoing in her ears. She landed in a clearing where the monstrous creature stood, its fur as black as night, its body adorned with grotesque, serrated spines. Its red eyes glowed malevolently, reflecting the eerie glow of the full moon above. The air was thick with the stench of sulphur and decay, and the ground trembled beneath her feet as the beast bared its razor-sharp fangs.
Desperate for escape, Amelia reached out to the amulet once more, praying for salvation. The vortex reappeared, and she grasped at the opportunity, returning to the safety of her study. Shaken but alive, she vowed never again to meddle with forces beyond her understanding. Yet, the memory of that horrifying encounter remained etched into her mind, a chilling reminder of the price of curiosity.
With a gasp, Amelia found herself hurtling through the void, the haunting cackle of the beast echoing in her ears. She landed in a clearing where the monstrous creature stood, its fur as black as night, its body adorned with grotesque, serrated spines. Its red eyes glowed malevolently, reflecting the eerie glow of the full moon above. The air was thick with the stench of sulphur and decay, and the ground trembled beneath her feet as the beast bared its razor-sharp fangs.
Desperate for escape, Amelia reached out to the amulet once more, praying for salvation. The vortex reappeared, and she grasped at the opportunity, returning to the safety of her study. Shaken but alive, she vowed never again to meddle with forces beyond her understanding. Yet, the memory of that horrifying encounter remained etched into her mind, a chilling reminder of the price of curiosity.
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